Although feeling totally sick, I went to work. I let an evangelist talk to me on the street, rather than brush him off. I avoided my brother-in-law while he built something at my house, so he wouldn't go "all napoleon" on me, like the little toy dictator he is, and tell me how to run my life-and I then didn't have to tell him to stick his ideas in his ear. :biggrin: :biggrin:

Ok, maybe my treatment of my brother in law wasn't saintly, but it felt good to wite about it. Hee hee hee.

Good Day,

Rob